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Chapter 71 This Director, Neuropathy

Fang Nan's roar stunned Hu Ge, and when he woke up, he bowed and bent at ninety degrees, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Don't talk nonsense, adjust it and continue later, hurry up." Fang Nanbaba lit the cigarette that Hu Ge handed over before the filming started.

His operation really made everyone on the scene unable to understand, this is schizophrenia.

Smiling beforehand?
After the fact MMP?

The on-site staff unconsciously moved away from Fang Nan, only Zhao Zhu and Ma Dayong stood behind him motionless like a mountain.

Zhao Zhu followed Fang Nan to three production crews, and Ma Dayong to two. Fang Nan had two different attitudes towards daily life and work, and he was familiar with them in the morning.

It's a pity that Hu Ge didn't know this, and it was his first time filming a costume drama. Fang Nan's yelling directly made his heart beat, his calves trembled, and under his nervousness, he made two low-level mistakes again.

Fang Nan resigned, this is making life difficult for him.

He wanted to make "Legend of Sword and Fairy [-]" directed by himself more textured than the one he remembered, but it took Cai Yinong's hard work to make Cai Yinong increase his budget by hundreds of thousands, so he chose to shoot on film.

What are you doing with the NG again and again?
"If you want to NG again, I'll beat you up!" Fang Nan put his hands on his hips and said harshly.

Mama Liu, who was standing outside the camera, was dumbfounded by all the on-site staff, and they were all speechless: "This director is crazy, how can he talk like that?"

The director scolded the actors on the spot. They have seen too much. It is not a rumor that nine out of ten directors are grumpy.

But this was the first time I saw a director like Fang Nan who threatened to beat someone up.

Moreover, judging from the posture, it seemed that it was real, because Fang Nan had already walked straight in front of the two actors, and shouted "start filming" to them. His behavior gave people a posture that he was going to do it if he was NG.

"One scene for five scenes, four real shots, let's start."

Under strong pressure, Hu Ge dragged Liu Qianqian out of the house in one breath, and then stopped at the location designated by the photographer.

"It's over, touch up the actors' makeup and prepare for the next scene."

Fang Nan smacked his lips and returned to the monitor. In the temporary dressing room, after Hu Ge breathed a sigh of relief, he quickly took out his phone and sent a message to his classmate Yuan Hong.

"Ah, Fang Nan wants to hit you? Don't fight back. He really knows kung fu. Many extras in Hengdian know it, and he is very famous."

"I didn't want to fight back, so I just wanted to ask him why he was like this. It was good when he taught me how to practice swordsmanship, but why did he become like this after the filming started? Do you think I should give you some gifts or something?"

"Directors are like this, you can figure out what to give as gifts, that's all, class is on."

After sending text messages and finishing makeup, Hu Ge didn't dare to stay longer, and hurried out of the dressing room.

On the streets of Ming and Qing Dynasties, Hu Ge and Liu Qianqian were ready. Fang Nan took the script and watched the two lines, "Can you shoot?" Leaning slightly, he asked the two.

The scene to be filmed is that Li Xiaoyao accompanied Zhao Linger to send his grandmother's ashes back to Xianling Island for burial. Suddenly there was a strong wind in the street, and the ashes in the altar were scattered.

The two of them didn't answer, they just stood there and read the script silently, Fang Nan didn't rush, this scene was not easy to shoot, it was a challenge for the two young actors.

After a long time, Fang Nan couldn't stand it any longer and asked the two to prepare for a test shoot.

"Grandma, grandma"

Liu Qianqian lay on the ground and shouted at the top of her lungs, but her tears could not come out. After Fang Nan stopped, he knelt down and asked her, "Tell me the truth, can you cry?"

Liu Qianqian said honestly, "It's a bit difficult, I'm trying."

Fang Nan said directly: "Don't try it, use props."

Mama Liu, who was wearing a spring shirt on her arm, ran over with a dissatisfied expression: "Director Fang, at least you are brewing up feelings for the actors. This is the only time you use props. It's not like our Qianqian has no acting skills."

Not to mention Mama Liu, even the lights and photographers next to her were completely puzzled. How could a director so straightforwardly support actors using props to shoot crying scenes? What about art?What about ethics?
"What do you know? How much life experience can she have as a teenager? What kind of hardships can she learn from being pampered since she was a child? Acting is not something that happens overnight. Art comes from life and doesn't understand?"

He has been in the crew for so many years, and he has never seen any kind of actor. An actor with acting talent, tears are shed as if they don't want money.

For those with poor talent, no matter how much you abuse them, they will not shed tears. What else can they do besides using props.

Of course, in addition to talent, there is also acting experience.

Any actor who has acted a lot and has rich experience will have his own set of acting routines. Liu Qianqian, who is a teenager with a wealthy family, has not yet found her own acting routines.

From Fang Nan's point of view, teenagers don't know the acting routines, and they can't fully enter the character's heart. It's normal that they can't perform well in certain scenes.

What I'm afraid of is that there is no progress in every play. If you are still staring and pouting and giggling when you are tens of years old, then you are finished.

Annoyed, Fang Nan scolded the talkative Liu Ma, and Fang Nan shouted at Zhao Zhu: "Next time, no one who has nothing to do with it is not allowed to be included in the crew." Unexpectedly, Liu Qianqian became stubborn now, "Director, I I want to try again myself!"

Fang Nan looked at his phone, "I'll give you two more, 10 minutes."

As a director, he definitely hopes that the actors will add points to the drama he directs through performances. There is no way to use props, and he doesn't think the teenage Liu Qianqian can meet his requirements.

"what"

Liu Qianqian's tears came unprepared, Fang Nan was taken aback for a moment, not sure what suffering experience she had in her teenage life, but she put her mouth aside and said:

"You were brought up by your grandma. You have lived together on Fairy Island for more than ten years. Grandma was killed by bad guys to protect you. Now, because of your mistake, all of your ashes have dissipated."

"Director, I can shoot now."

When Liu Qianqian spoke, Fang Nan looked at Hu Ge with red eyes: "Director, I've prepared it." Hu Ge said.

Fang Nan nodded with a smile, and waved his hand: "The scene is played on the board, and the real shot is taken directly."

When the bluestone turned, a whirlwind suddenly came, and the gray-brown ashes fluttered with the wind. "Grandma, grandma," Zhao Linger Lihua, who was lying on the ground, cried with rain, and the flying ashes passed through her fingertips, "Ling Er, Linger, don't do this." Li Xiaoyao, whose eyes were red, slapped himself fiercely.

Fang Nan nodded in relief, "Yes".

In this scene, the performance of the two actors was somewhat beyond his expectation.

"buzzing"

"Hello, I'm Fang Nan, what's the matter? "A Chinese Ghost Story" is coming to Shenzhen and Hainan TV drama channels tonight? Okay, okay, Director Li, thank you, Boss Yang, for helping me."

Putting down the phone, Fang Nan was all smiles. "A Chinese Ghost Story", which he was a martial arts instructor last year, is finally about to be released.

Moreover, Yang Kui still remembered that he owed him an award. He will win the "Golden South" award in half a month. He will win the first trophy in his life. Attend on time.

(End of this chapter)